Chu Shuzhi covered the bottle, put it in his pocket, turned around and greeted Guo Changcheng: "Let's go find the next one."

Guo Changcheng followed up happily and took a few steps. Chu Shuzhi suddenly said to him without looking back: "You are doing well."

Guo Changcheng was originally a product that was so bright that it was bright with some sunshine. He was praised unexpectedly. He was so bright that he was so beautiful that he was incoherent that he could hardly say "thank you".

At this moment, a few howls rang out not far away. Several low-level ghost tribes who remained in the world saw fresh flesh and blood, and immediately threw their cheeks and rushed over.

Chu Shuzhi grabbed Guo Changcheng, pulled him behind him, and swept him out. With a muffled sound, the ghost clan's ghost beast was kicked by him in the chest, and he took a few steps back and sat down.

Three or four ghost tribes took a few steps back and rushed forward side by side.

Chu Shuyi pushed Guo Changcheng's chest: "Hide away."

Then he reached out to find his gun and talisman.

However, before the corpse king who had been learning from Lei Feng for many days had time to loosen his muscles, a figure suddenly fell in front of Chu Shuzhi. He was a young man with a sharp thorn in his hand, almost like a candied haws, one by one, one by one. In the blink of an eye, he stringed several low-level ghost tribes into a disgusting skewers.

The young man was a little unpretentious, but he looked very sincere when he smiled. He took back the spikes in his hand, wiped them aside, and then walked to Chu Shuzhi: "Hey, friend, are you okay?"

Chu Shuzhi is a patient with advanced secondary disease. He always maintains a very serious alertness towards strangers. When he sees people approaching, he immediately frowned.

Fortunately, the other party knew how to look at people's faces. Seeing that his face was not good, he stopped moving forward, stood there, and smiled friendly: "I am a casual cultivator. I think something is wrong here, so I come and take a look. Brother, don't get me wrong."

Chu Shuzhi nodded slightly, and his attitude was very noble and cold, and he didn't answer the conversation. He just turned his head and greeted Guo Changcheng: "Xiao Guo, go."

Guo Changcheng hurried over, but the young man followed without any invitation. He probably saw through Chu Shuzhi's wariness and disliked others. He quickly turned the artillery fire to Guo Changcheng: "What kind of monster was that just now? Why is there no one here? What happened?"

Guo Changcheng is not used to others asking him a lot of questions - he is prone to not remembering the order, and he will not think when his mind is confused, so he has to look at the other party innocently: "I don't know much, either."

The young man asked again: "Hey, brother, what are you doing?"

Guo Changcheng whispered: "Police."

"Ah! Is that right?" The young man sighed and naturally began to chat with Guo Changcheng.

Chu Shuzhi did not interfere when he heard the two of them talking, but he always kept his mind behind his back. He only heard that the young man was indeed good at speaking. He discovered Guo Changcheng's bad habit of speaking in a few words. He immediately changed his communication style and stopped asking questions endlessly. Instead, he talked about the town easily and happily, occasionally striking about their origins.

They walked along the way, and six or seven souls were taken into the bottle by them. The two small bottles were quickly filled and looked colorful in the night. Chu Shuzhi put them side by side into the bag at his waist and took out another empty bottle.

The corpse king has a tendency and indifferent nature, and the corpse practices Taoism is a deviant sword, which is unwilling to the world. Chu Shuzhi boasted of himself, and never cared about his merits or even cared about it.

He always feels that the so-called "morality" is justified in public, and the hypocritical behavior that is undercurrent in private is the simpler and more beautiful, the darker the foundation is.

However, with such malicious speculations towards others, he endured Guo Changcheng.

Chu Shuzhi himself couldn't tell whether it was natural or what.

Anyway, when he looked at the soul bottle hanging in his bag, he felt indescribable. This made him dislike Guo Changcheng for being "full" and silently followed him in the middle of the night to collect the scattered human souls.

There are many ghost tribes wandering in the town, and strange young people have been helping them clear the ghost tribes that block the road. Sometimes Chu Shuzhi doesn't even have time to take action.

The strange young man took action quickly and ruthlessly. Chu Shuzhi instinctively deepened his defense against him, so when the other party asked about the Soul-Suppressing Order, the Corpse King couldn't help but remind him coldly: "Sir, don't talk too much if you shouldn't ask about some things. Why do you want to make people hate it for no reason?"

However, Guo Changcheng smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Brother Chu is a very good person. He actually doesn't mean that, but we have regulations..."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded in great pleasure: "Ah, haha, it's okay, I'm too much, sorry, brother, I'm not very mean, I'm just outspoken, and sometimes it may be annoying... Don't you bother me, little brother?"

Guo Changcheng immediately said: "Why, my brother has helped us a lot. When we go back to the county town, we invite you to dinner. You are a good person."

The young man nodded immediately to agree, and at this moment, they passed by a small shop. The young man was facing the window and was talking to Guo Changcheng with a bright smile. Guo Changcheng accidentally swept the reflective window-

He was stunned to see that the reflection of the kind and enthusiastic brother opposite him on the window was a monster he had never seen before. He was pitch black all over and sometimes transformed into a head. On the window, he was growing up at him with a ferocious look, and his mouth was full of fangs like ancient torture instruments.

Before Guo Changcheng could scream, the electric rod in his pocket had already reacted first. A string of sparks rushed towards the young man with a pure face. Chu Shuzhi turned around in shock and saw Guo Changcheng standing there at a loss. The young man just now jumped out more than ten meters in an instant and landed on the roof of a small villa without any effort.

Chu Shuzhi knew that the electric rod was not controlled by Guo Changcheng, which was an inevitable reaction of his fear, so he stuffed the glass bottle he held in his hand into his bag, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the person standing high on the roof: "What's going on?"

The young man on the roof had a smile on his face and looked at Guo Changcheng coldly: "Yes, my friend, what's going on?"

Guo Changcheng: "He...he...shadow..."

Chu Shuzhi turned on the flashlight, and the lonely shadow of the young man was hidden under the flashlight. However, he could not see any problems even if he looked left and right. The young man squatted on the roof and shone casually. The old god asked back: "What's wrong with my shadow?"

Chu Shuzhi looked at Guo Changcheng in confusion, and Guo Changcheng's poems were exhausted.

The young man shook his head and sighed: "I'm really thankless. I'm helping you all the way. It's okay if I didn't say thank you. If I hadn't been hiding quickly, wouldn't I die at the hands of this little brother who seemed honest and kind?"

Chu Shuzhi put his hands in his pocket and frowned. At this moment, the whistle hanging around his neck suddenly became hoarse, and rustling footsteps came from afar, which made people creepy in the darkness. A layer of goose bumps rose on Guo Changcheng's neck, followed by a heavy breathing sound. After a moment of silence, a huge ghost beast's head suddenly drilled out from the ground, just between Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng, and looked at Guo Changcheng in the opposite face.

Dafeng seemed to be increasingly unable to do anything. The ghosts wandering around the world followed the fresh smell of flesh and blood, getting closer and closer. In the county town less than 50 kilometers, people were still unconscious and brightly lit.

King Qin Guang raised his hand to wipe the picture on the Yin-Yang Mirror, and said to Zhao Yunlan, a robber who was hijacking the judge with a gun, with a heavy expression: "Master, don't you realize it yet? The Great Seal has been broken. Over the years, Da Seal has been guarding the Soul-Slaying Envoy. Now he is missing, and he is even more ignorant of life or death. The small oil lamp on the road of the underworld has only been a little buffering. The first thing that suffers is the underworld, and then the world. Please calm down first. If it weren't for the extraordinary period, we would never have tried this to you. Now we should work together to survive this catastrophe."

Sure enough - Zhao Yunlan thought to himself that he would give a sweet date with a slap in the face, and then give him a gift.

He lowered his eyes, calmly, let go of the judge, but did not let go of the gun in his hand, and looked back at the fairy-like soul-suppressing lamp.

"What does King Qin Guang mean?"

The whole mess outside was a mess, and it was thanks to King Qin Guang who could still remain as motionless as a mountain at the moment. If he could be included in the Guinness record with his "sinking butt", he was probably the only one in the Three Realms.

When Zhao Yunlan asked this, King Qin Guang immediately sighed for a moment, and spoke in the tone of singing old man: "The soul-suppressing lamp was transformed by the Kunlun Lord of the Great Wilderness Mountain Saint back then. It requiems the soul and exorcises evil spirits. It is the last of the four pillars and the most powerful protection, but...ah, please take a look."

As he said, he wanted to lead Zhao Yunlan directly to the pool where the soul-suppressing lamp was stored, but Zhao Yunlan did not move at all. He looked at him coldly. King Qin Guang was a little embarrassed, so he made a gesture, and the soul-suppressing lamp slowly surfaced, turned towards them, and tilted slightly so that the people below could see clearly that the soul-suppressing lamp had no wicks.

"Now that we have reached this point, let's be honest. The little god is disrespectful to Kunlun Jun. I also ask the Shan Sheng to be more tolerant of the low-level little god and to devote all his energy to the safety of the three realms."

Zhu Hong was shocked and turned her head to look at Zhao Yunlan. However, the man's face did not change at all, and he clearly looked very clear.

Zhao Yunlan looked at King Qin Guang quietly: "I have a low IQ and I don't understand. What do you want to test me?"

King Guang of Qin choked for a moment.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly laughed. His smile was very strange, a little sarcastic, and more ridiculous: "Why should you stop the judge from taking me to see the reincarnation? Since the King of Hell knows so many secrets, don't you know that my memory and power were sealed by Shennong? Shennong became reincarnation, and I want to find a way to recover the power. Maybe I can help you settle the aggressive ghost king outside again, why do you stop me? And... Little King of Hell, what makes you confident to treat me like you did just now?"

King Qin Guang did not expect that he only said one wrong sentence, which caused so much trouble. He hurriedly said: "It's the little god who made inappropriate words..."

"I don't think it's a problem of improper wording, right?" Zhao Yunlan interrupted him. "Actually, you know that when Shennong sealed me, for some reason, my memory and strength would never be restored, right?"

King Qin Guang's eyes moved quickly: "This... This is indeed, at this critical moment, we don't want the Shan Sheng to waste time..."

"You haven't said what you want to test me yet." Zhao Yunlan interrupted him again.

Zhu Hong seemed to feel something from his attitude, and stood silently behind Zhao Yunlan, staring at King Qin Guang opposite him with a bad expression.

Before the other party could reply, Zhao Yunlan said with a slight smile: "Since you can't say it, then I'll tell you for you. If you want to test whether the 'Kunlun Jun's power can never be restored' is true, right? 'Irregular', it's much less guilty than what you want to do, right?"

King Qin Guang: "Where will I want to go..."

"I was always confused until I saw the soul-suppressing lamp that you have been hiding here." Zhao Yunlan raised his eyebrows gently, "Especially... King Qin Guang has been trying to remind me that the soul-suppressing lamp was once transformed into the body of 'me'. Do you still want to remind me that the soul-suppressing lamp wick back then was a cluster of blood from Kunlun Jun?"

He said this to such an extent that he tore his face torn apart, and King Qin Guang finally became silent.

"You brought me here, are you planning to draw blood from my heart?" Zhao Yunlan narrowed her eyes and looked up and down at King Qin Guang, "I have been playing hooligans with others all my life. I thought I had become an invincible old hooligan, but I didn't expect that when it came, there were people playing hooligans and playing hooligans on my head."

All the ten palaces of Yama fell down, and colorful clothes fluttered, like a group of parrots in the formation, continuing to use the sound combination method: "Make the Lord noble and honest, I hope you will always put the overall situation first."

Zhao Yunlan looked at them with a smile, but Zhu Hong exploded first. She turned into a snake tail of a giant snake, rolled Zhao Yunlan in the middle, and her delicate eyes stretched out the corners of her eyes, revealing the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal inside: "Do you know he is just a mortal?"

Zhao Yunlan answered her leisurely for the other party: "I don't know that my eyes are not blind."

Zhu Hong's scales were as bright as blood. She angrily spit out a scarlet snake letter: "Why don't you just say you want him to live?"

Zhao Yunlan sneered softly: "How ugly is that to say it?"

The Shidianpai Choir spoke together and said: "All people have birth, old age, sickness and death, which is a common thing in reincarnation."

Zhao Yunlan laughed.

A violent tremor came from the ground again. Everyone looked at the door and saw the ghosts in the ghost city running around, completely incomplete. The shadows under the Wangchuan were moving more and more intensely, and the small lamps on the roadside of the Huangquan were shaking. Some anxious little ghosts were still rushing into the Hall of Hell without thinking.

Niu Tou Ma Ming guarded the door tightly while Ma Ming turned around and said, "Sir, you can't stand it anymore!"

"The Soul-killing Envoy and Shennong agreed to keep the Great Seal and take over Kunlun. He would not kill for no reason. He saw that he could tolerate it, so you are the same fearless in front of him?" Zhao Yunlan sighed and said softly, "Everyone, I really want to talk too much to advise you, 'Be a person, I want to see you very much in the future'."

Zhu Hong's whole body turned into a giant python, and her bright red scales opened angrily, and she bit her body at the front. Several ghost messengers rushed up and set up a steel fork and a big knife to block the king of hell.

King Qin Guang raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Yunlan: "Catch him!"

A voice suddenly penetrated and asked coldly: "Which one should I take down?"

I saw the demon clan of Yishui breaking in, each of whom was the leader or elder level of each tribe. Among them, Uncle Snake Si swept his eyes on Zhu Hong. Uncle Si, who had originally withdrawn and wanted to force Zhu Hong to take away, didn't say anything about her.

The fourth uncle of the snake who is born in this clan came out from the crowd and saluted Zhao Yunlan solemnly: "Shan Saint, the little demon has eyes but cannot recognize Mount Tai."

Even the Crow Clan knew who he was. It is hard to say whether the Snake Clan's patriarch really "does not know Mount Tai" or pretending not to know him. Zhao Yunlan did not expose it on the spot, but just nodded with a smile as if he was watching the show.

The Fourth Uncle Snake said righteously: "The palm of the underworld has always been arrogant and rude to fellow Taoists, so the others are not as good as you. However, Kunlun Lord has great kindness to protect the demon clan for thousands of years. No matter how bad the demon clan is, he cannot let you be rude to the reincarnation of the former saint!"

King Qin Guang took the lead in speaking: "What does the demon clan mean?"

Somehow, he clearly left the demon clan, but he got back and followed the Crow Clan elders in the end and said hoarsely: "If you want to blame, blame the King of Hell for being betrayal. It's too unkind."

Uncle Si frowned suddenly. He didn't want to be so straightforward, but he was stabbed out directly, and he was a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, someone spoke at this time: "Old King of Hell, we will follow you to Kunlun to suppress the Ghost King's major event, but you stabbed the knife in the back. What does it mean?"

This time the Sanqing Dao Sect came.

"The underworld is so shameless. There was a reason why we were summoned to Kunlun last time to fight against the ghost clan. We secretly marked us and guided the chaos of the disrespectful land to leak everywhere - if the underworld has a little conscience, shouldn't this thing be firmly contained underground?"

Soon, the Western Arhats, all the scattered immortals and others arrived.

King Qin Guang angrily rebuked: "The rupture of the Great Seal is a catastrophe of the Three Realms, why should the underworld bear it with all its strength?"
To be continued...